In the corner, love has returned

The spring snow fell, scattered with vitality. Your shallow smile at the slight corner finally drew a satisfactory end to me waiting in the dim light. Time passes, and the hourglass of time never stops. At the corner of love, you meet you by shoulder. You say that you are sent by God to find your own harbor at the corner of love. Your arrival is like a spring breeze at night, with thousands of trees and pears Blooming. Unconsciously, the Vine enters my heart, sowing a seed of love, expecting its root and germination. On the morning of spring, the sky was covered with layers of shallow and soft veils, accompanied by the running Snow, which reminded me of my deep lovesickness. I looked down at the window and stared at the eyes of the heavy snow and your distant snow falling lips, no time to greet, instantly melt in my heart; Snow falling fingers, no time to feel her warmth, instantly into the embrace of the Earth; At this moment, I just want to take advantage of the snow falling moment, tell the pure love deep in your heart. I met you, maybe it was you and me who looked back five hundred times in the past life, and then changed to meet each other once in this life; Maybe it was a thousand years of waiting, in exchange for this time of brilliant red dust, perhaps it is the reincarnation of 18 times of life, in exchange for this unexpected encounter. Life is like a dream, and the red dust is in turmoil. How many times have you stopped and stopped, and how many times have you looked back instantly, which has already been destined to love in this life. The call of each other in the deep heart, therefore, the collision of two hearts, after all, in exchange for a day destined fate. Caviar to the general, the warm Earth warmed my heart even more. I gently held the seed that took root and sprouted in the heart of love, waiting for your rain to pour. I want to thank spring and the snow in Yangchun for letting me know that there is more warmth of love in spring. But I also expected that in the rainy season, we listened to the sound of raindrops dropping on the eaves, looked at the bluestone alley splashed with water, and then hid under an oiled paper umbrella, feel the beautiful artistic conception of the rain. When missing turns into words, when words turn into imagination, I find that I am not the original me; When love is integrated into the soul, when the soul becomes a vassal, I can no longer control myself; When the spring rain lasts, what is the love of spring rain and snow? When the snow falls without trace, maybe we stand on the top of the red dust and enjoy the happiness we bring to each other. Once again, I was leaning towards Xuan, and I was still looking at Railing. The spring snow was still falling. In Yi Xi, I seemed to hear your familiar voice. Who knows, the memory at this moment Yingman my mind, I want to say ten thousand words to you that I love you, but finally it is blocked in my throat, which does not mean my silent confession. The man didn’t shed tears lightly, but he didn’t go to the sad place. But at this moment, he stood listening to the sound of snow falling. The missing was far beyond his sadness. He always warned himself that there was always someone missing you silently in the distance, tears for you. The best memory of my life is to meet you. Maybe there are eyes in the sky. In this snowy spring, I carefully collected the tears of my life and then strung them together into glittering strings, put it on your Chuchu Jade neck and let you wear it for a lifetime. In the spring when we stand in each other’s arms and snow thousands of miles apart, I want to continue the shallow love that we meet at the corner of love. I only wish that the seed of love in my heart is full of vitality. Now, although you have not given me the promise that the sea is dry and the rocks are broken, I will not give up easily. I am full of expectation and clinging to another kind of waiting in my life, that is: I hold your hand, together with each other to send away the morning clock and the evening drum.

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Rare True Love (original)

The article “My wife is like a carbon fire, and the winter is warm and cold” is an essay for the disabled in a city. My life has changed the author’s personal writing since then. This article has neither gorgeous words nor rich literary talent. However, he won the first prize based on the authenticity and touching of the content. I was really touched after reading it. In this view of real love, which is full of material desires and money, I really sigh that the love in the story is: the best in the world, rare! Rare!! Rare!!! Here I would like to use the following two sentences to summarize their true love. The husband in trouble is obsessed with liver and intestine disease; The Spoony wife continues to write love through hardships. This is a real story. It is not fiction. It happens in our real life. The author of the article is my classmate, and the master of the article is my friend. After reading this article: I feel gratified for my classmates and proud of the master of this article. Here: I marvel and praise their loyalty, simplicity, purity and specificity in love; I think it is an interpretation of true love. My wife’s love was like a bolt from the blue in the cold and warm days. In 1993, due to sales failure, I suffered from schizophrenia syndrome. After receiving basic allowance yuan of 600 yuan per month for more than a year, the company closed down, I was laid off. At this time, my wife worked in an enterprise unit, and the salary was not high. She had to maintain the living expenses of the family, the maintenance fee of her daughter, plus my monthly medical expenses of more than 300 yuan and social insurance premiums of more than 400 yuan, it is really very difficult, and it cannot be paid every month. But the strong wife, with petite body hard to support this almost broken home. During my illness, my wife never disliked me. Besides earning money to support my family, she also took care of her young daughter, took care of my life, and supervised me to take medicine every day, and regularly take me to the psychiatric hospital to see a doctor and take medicine, and often enlighten me and comfort me. She was not afraid of difficulties and constantly improved herself. She studied while working. She quickly passed the transfer examination in a city and quickly recruited a job in a public institution. Then she took the national economist examination and passed it smoothly. She not only had strong business ability, but also could bear hardships and stand hard work, so she was rated as an advanced worker in the unit for many times. His wife is smart, capable, virtuous and filial. Although I didn’t earn money when I was ill and my family was in financial difficulties, she would remember to send money to my parents every holiday and their birthday. In the eyes of my father, mother and sisters: My wife is kind, filial daughter-in-law. They often praised her in front of me, saying that I was blessed in my life and found a good wife. If not. My wife is upright, calm, fair and persistent in doing things. She is a good player at home and abroad, which is recognized by our whole family. Therefore, whether it is her mother’s family or our husband’s family, who has things at home, Ma Huan will discuss with her and let her make up her mind. In my child’s eyes: My mother is a generalist, all-purpose adhesive, and she is sure to put it anywhere. I have been ill for more than 19 years. In these nearly 7,000 days and nights, what my wife devoted to me was loyal and unhappy love and infinite tenderness. Whenever my illness was unreasonable, my wife never cared about me and always let me go. When I was quiet, I slowly enlightened me and accused me of doing that was wrong. How many times, I refused to take medicine when I got sick, and my wife would secretly grind the medicine in milk or soup with her hands. After a long time, her hands were either sparkling or broken, but his wife never complained; after I take medicine, I will have smelly saliva when I sleep at night. The pillow covering cloth is often smelly and dirty, but no matter how busy I am, my wife will change it for me once a week; For my illness, she often goes to the Internet to search for information. She is not a doctor but is better than a doctor. She often increases or decreases my dosage according to my condition. Even the doctor of the specialized hospital once praised her in front of me: you are so blessed. Your wife is not only good, but also has comprehensive knowledge and knows a lot, which is very helpful to your treatment. My wife is very concerned about my body. My hypertension medicine is often here, but she hasn’t finished it yet. She bought it again there. She also insists on taking me to walk, climb mountains and play ball every week, I should strengthen exercise and take care of my body. In addition, my wife is very good at disciplining children. In 10 years, my child was admitted to a key university with 642 points. In addition, my wife also made good dishes. His wife never gave up. Now she is almost half a hundred, and she has successfully passed the national English title A- level examination and five computer module examinations, and is preparing to enter the senior title. Perhaps in the eyes of others, what his wife has done is nothing, but in a family like ours, his kindness and perseverance are really touching. If we say: Without the Communist Party, there would be no new China. Here, I want to say: without my wife, there would be no me now, let alone my happy home now. The pity is that I have no ability to create anything for my wife in my life except for my deep guilt and deep love. I can only do my best to share more housework for my wife. Author happiness April, 2012

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